The Mathematics of Love

A mathematical problem I am

You say you are a question

Well, for you seek answers

I, a solution

I label you 'Why?'

You ask if that fulfills or lessens

I assure you it does neither

It is only my perception

In finding the equation

You wish only to press on

Though I can wait and deliberate 

For I must be the one

To query at this time

You give me more to say

 Listing lists of pros and cons

Arriving, yet not to lead the way

Setting guides and boundaries

My decision is made

I declare your answer

And you my solution became

The marks of your trade

I will pleasure to erase

And to you forever

I will myself equate